Flower Prose Poetry Poems

its help flower grow
clean we know
its we need to go
its well understood
that rain at time is good
can be a pain
 now getting
SPRING RAIN...

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Shabbat

Outside the rain taps softly
Over smudged glass.

The space smells of sleepiness
Like a praying moon.

Lying back on the loveseat
We enter Walden Pond

Where ego becomes
A phantom belly...

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My mind feels weak
My mind feels heavy
Sometimes, my mind goes fast
Sometimes my mind goes so fast and i can't keep up.

My mind likes to play...

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its that time
some sunshine
parks in mind
flower glow
and much more
park swings
its
POWER OF SPRING...

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                       She wore...

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I saw your silhouette in the starlight...

On a steamy summer night.

The allure of your beauty was magnetic...

As I slowly approached your enchantment.

Trustful I would not...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Crimson 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  March/2019

Her glorious existence 
exposed to billions around 
the globe  -

Thine...

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Life bubbles forth in a natural magic

So blinding are the lost nights
so burning the constant tones
etching our blood with stones
Island journeys to find a maze
glorifying...

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Uncertain Picture

We see her in the garden of this world. 
Adorned in beauty seldom seen among women.        ...

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Winter
 
Then it is winter,
When the cold, like the icy hands of death,
Enfold the earth in sleep and rest.

When the cold, crisp air bits at...

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The loud fastest growing 
non-thinking hand-it-over
flowers are abrasive
to some who feel they are truly weeds, 
just messing up us real flowers 

Their gnarly appearance is
off...

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Before I met you,
I had searched among men,
I had searched among women,
But I didn’t find any of your kind 
I had searched all over in...

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he made you 
know what you do
he makes eyes rain
healing pain
also canbe your
under taker
he is your one only
YOUR MAKER
...

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TWO LITTLE BUMBLE BEES

Two little Bumble Bees
asleep inside a rose blossom
this morning.
The dew is on each flower.
I stroke their velvet bodies
of gold and black.
Suddenly they...

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She was the best teacher ever born in our county, a tiny woman with a giant adventurous soul.
Miss Fizzle from Magic School bus was probably...

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Every dawn I yawn quiet, florescence I inhibit softly
A clear image I peep, nature settles calmly
Her intentions are infectious like a blossomed flower
Reminds me of...

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I REMEMBER
I remember how the branches of the gulmohar tree,
Moved hastily during the time of wet seasons of the year
The soft orange flowers fell like...

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Having fear makes it difficult to love anybody
Including yourself
Two naked women scream splashing in glee
In a pool filled with autumn rains

Beaded strands of translucent wet...

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POEM 9 TOSS & TURN AT NIGHT 



TOSS & TURN AT NIGHT IN MY SLEEP. 

TOSS & TURN AT NIGHT IN MY THOUGHTS OF YOU...

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...cont

His sleep was tormented,
each sound he heard playing upon his dreams,
until the sweet notes he remembered
floated into his ears like the gentleness of down.
Following the...

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